S-C-R-A-B-B-L-E
BakuraXMarikXMalikXRyou. R for yaoi citrus content and language. So, kiddies, unless you can handle it, don't burn your eyes.
Summary: So, it's Friday night, and the Ishtars are at the Bakura's playing their weekly game of Scrabble.
Disclaimer: Do you see Bakura without a shirt all the time? Do you see lots of frisking? No. I didn't think so. CUZ I DON'T OWN YU-GI-OH!!!! I also do not own the game scrabble, this computer, or this house. ^_^
*** = beginning/ending
~~~= scene change
//...//=Mind link (Ryou and Bakura)
\\...\\= Mind link (Malik and Marik)
Marik= Malik's Yami
Bakura= Ryou's Yami
Okay. I think I got everything. Enjoy the fic!
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Chapter 1~ Three against One
"They're late, Abiou." Bakura snarled, looking out the window.
Ryou's smile didn't fade as he got out the game, and set it up, "They always are, Yami. Relax, please." he sighed, and picked up his book for the table. He sat down on his couch, waiting.
Bakura frowned, and watched out the window some more.
It was Friday night, and instead of going to the night clubs, bars, and causing mayhem, (which they do... on Saturday), Ryou, Bakura, Malik, and Marik all sit down in Ryou's kitchen with music and food to play scrabble. After finishing his basic english class, Malik had decided to help Marik out, and Ryou thought it would be good to do the same thing. So, an easy way to do it, was play the wooden board game. It was only their second week playing, and last time was a bit more interesting than Ryou hoped for.
Ryou put down his book, "I can't concentrate on it." he stated, not talking to anyone in particular.
The tomb robber huffed, and squinted, noticing two boys walking down the sidewalk, "Here they come." he rushed to the door, shoved sneakers onto his feet, and ran down the sidewalk to greet them. Ryou closely behind.
Marik blinked as Bakura lept into his arm, wrapping his legs around his waist, "Hey! Bakura!" he pried him off.
Ryou huggled Malik, "Hello."
Malik huggled back, "Hey! Must you guys meet us down the street EVERYtime?" he kissed Ryou's cheek.
The boy blushed, and shrugged, "Well...it's a bad habit. We're both very impaitent people."
"And you two were late, again." Bakura stated, resting his arm on Marik's shoulder.
Marik smirked, "Sorry Baku." he kissed the spirit.
Bakura gladly kissed back, "Mmm apology accepted."
Malik pouted, "I wanna kiss too!" he stomped his foot.
The albino spirit smirked, "C'here." he picked Malik up, and hip held him, letting Malik wrap his legs around his waist. He kissed him lightly, and rubbed noses, "Better?"
Malik giggled, "Yay!"
Ryou giggled too, and squeaked when Marik picked him up, pressing foreheads, "Let's go to your place, k?"
Bakura was already half way there. Malik urging him to go faster.
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"I wanna sit next to Ryou!" Malik pouted.
"I wanna sit next to Ryou!" Bakura whined back.
Marik scowled, "No. I want to sit next to him!"
Ryou blushed, and took his seat at the table, "Guys. Who sat next to me last time?"
"I DID!" all three of them shouted at once.
Ryou sighed, "Nooo Bakura and Malik sat next to me." he remembered.
Marik took his seat on the left of Ryou, "So, it's MY turn!"
"But, there's a seat on the other side!" Bakura immediantly sat down.
Malik looked like he was about to cry. His lip trembled, "....b-bu- but..."
Ryou frowned, "Aww Maliky." he used his petname for the Egyptian, "You can sit ACROSS from me this time. That way when you look up, you'll always see me!"
Malik beamed, and immediantly sat down, "Ha ha!" he stuck his tongue out at the yamis.
"Put that tongue where it belongs, Hikari." Marik made a face.
Bakura smirked, "Yea. Right down my throat." he leaned over, kissing the Egyptian boy.
Ryou giggled as Malik's eye bugged out, replying to the kiss nonetheless. Ryou looked at the scrabble board, and noticed the post-it on the corner saying 'Baku first'. Smiling, Ryou tapped Bakura's shoulder, "Yami? You're first."
Bakura broke the kiss to look at his tiles, "Okay!" he started to place the tiles on the board, "Blow." he cracked up with the Ishtars.
However, Ryou missed the joke, and shrugged, "Okay then...umm we're going clockwise, so Malik's next."
Malik was still laughing, "Check this out!" he placed three tiles next to Bakura's word, "Blow...job."
Ryou blushed, and chuckled politely while the yamis almost fell off their seats, "Ummm good one." he turned to Marik.
Marik continued chuckling, "Aww damn you guys! I got practically nothing." he put the letter 'r' under one of the 'o's.
Ryou finished tallying everyone's score before looking at his tiles. He blushed, "Did you three do something to the tiles?" he noticed he only had one word he would spell.
"What's wrong, Tenshi?" Malik cooed, "Can't top us?"
Blushing redder than before, Ryou put two tiles under Marik's, "....orgy." he whispered.
Malik went red in the face. Marik laughed insanely, and Bakura clutched his stomach, trying not to pass out.
They finally calmed down and starting putting practical words on the board.
"Oops." Marik dropped a tile.
"Good one, Mar." Bakura could never keep his two cents to himself.
Marik climbed under the table to see Malik looking very uncomfortable down below. He smirked seeing Bakura's hand trying to ease over to Ryou's theigh. 'Hmmm this is fun.' he gently weaved himself in and out of everyone's legs to Malik. Resting both of his hands on his knees, he leaned in, and licked the buldge through Malik's leather pants.
Malik gave a yelp, and blinked, "Ahhh." he blushed as he saw the others staring, "Sorry... Umm yea." he glared down, \\MARIK!\\
Marik grinned, \\Yeeeeees?\\ he undid the zipper of the pants with his teeth.
\\WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!\\ he kicked Marik away, and zipped his pants back up.
Marik pouted, \\I just want some lovin. Besides, you look like you're in a bit of trouble.\\
Malik squeeked as Marik undid his pants again. He just wasn't going to win, \\Fine, but please be quiet.\\
Bakura kicked Marik under the table, "Oi! Mariku. It's your turn."
Marik smirked, and kissed the buldge before sitting back up, the dropped tile in his hand, "Okay!" he smirked, and places down four tiles, "Blush."
Malik glared, "How appropriate." his yami just smiled sweetly.
Ryou smiled as took his turn, //Yami... get your hand off my leg.//
Bakura smirked as he took his turn, //Why?//
//Because... you know why!//
He chuckled, //Oh yes I do.// he crept farther up Ryou's theigh.
Marik had disappeared under the table again, \\Mmm Hikari.\\ he licked the already uncovered erection.
Malik's eyes shut as he buried his hands in Marik's blonde hair, ignoring the fact it was his turn, "Yami!" he moaned.
Bakura smirked, "Fun time." he went under the table too, and liked what he saw.
Marik was also playing with himself as he played with his light teasingly, kissing the tip of Malik's erection, and twirling his tongue.
The tomb raider gave an acid smile, and went behind Marik's nipping, and sucking his neck, replacing his hands with Marik's, and began to pump the Egyptian spirit.
Marik gasped, and took his mouth off of Malik for a second, "Bakura!" he moaned, tilting his head for better access.
Malik fingers dug deeper, and urged Marik to keep going, "Yami!"
And there was little Ryou. Sitting and listening to all of the noises coming from under the table. He bit his lip, and crossed his legs to hide his arousal. He shuddered at the memory of what happened last time, "Ummm.... guys?" he squeeked.
The noise stopped, and even Malik opened his eyes.
Ryou blushed crimson, "Ummm it's Malik's turn." he looked up at the flushed boy through his bangs.
Malik placed two tiles on the board, and squeeked as Marik took him in his mouth and began to suck agan.
Bakura grinned, and tugged on the bottom of Ryou's pants, //We miss you down here.//
Ryou gasped, //I most CERTAINLY will NOT frisk under my kitchen table!//
//Fine.// Bakura sighed, "Ishtars! Ryou says he won't play with us under the table."
Marik stopped, "Awww." he got out from under the table, and straddled Ryou, "What's wrong with under the table, Baby?" he kissed Ryou softly, "You want to do it on the counter instead?"
Ryou blushed, and whispered, "I'd rather not do it at all."
Marik frowned, "Why not?" he pouted.
"Because, for once, I'd like to have my friends play a game with me, and, for once, not end up snogging." he answered in a stern tone.
Bakura's ears perked up, and he tapped Marik's back, telling him to get off of him, "Ryou..." he picked the boy up, and set him back down in his lap, "If we PROMISE to play with you when we're done, will you join us?"
Ryou shook his head, "No."
"You're acting like a child."
Ryou huffed, "So? I can be a child if I want. I AM only a teenager."
"Hikari..." Bakura looked at him with his shocking brown eyes, "Please? For us?"
He shook his head, "No."
The elder one sighed, and looked at the Ishtars, "Well, I guess we're going to have to do it the hard way." he kissed Ryou, and distracted him, letting Marik come up from behind, and tie him up with the dishtowel.
Malik, who was very unhappy that he hadn't climaxed, helped set Ryou under the table, "You naughty little boy." he smirked, "You're making us all wait."
Ryou laid on the floor, his eyes wide in terror, "BAKURA! LET MY ARMS GO!!!" he began to kick anyone who went near him.
Marik sat on him, leaning in so he could whisper in his ear, "Not until we play OUR game." he kissed Ryou's ear, and let Bakura sit on Ryou before getting off. He had something to finish.
Bakura frowned, and touched Ryou's cheek lovingly, "Sorry, Love." he smiled, "It's three against one." he kissed Ryou again, "So, you can join us, or we'll have to be very unpleasent."
"THIS IS RAPE!" Ryou shouted.
Malik giggled, "No it's not. No one is taking you." he went back over to Marik, laying down on the cool kitchen floor. He immediantly moaned when Marik continued to play with his erection.
Ryou sulked, "...bloody hell." he whispered.
"Oh it is a rather bloody place indeed." Bakura heard him perfectly.
The boy was on the verge of tears, "Yami, why are you doing this to me? I can understand last time, but, Koi..." he whimpered, "where did my koi go?"
Bakura softened. The only noise you could hear were Malik's screams of climax. The spirit looked down at Ryou, "How upset do you feel?"
"Like a bomb just blew my heart up, and Lucifer himself banished me for eternity." was his reply.
Marik blinked, "Ouch." he helped his hikari wake up.
Bakura quickly undid Ryou's ties, and helped him out from under the table, "Ryou..." he kissed the boy's forehead, "C'mon. Let's play." he turned his back to return to his seat.
Ryou smirked at the Ishtar boys, and nodded, "Now." he jumped onto Bakura's back, and grabbed his arms.
Marik and Malik went to work, yanking off Bakura's shirt, and tying his wrists.
"RYOU!?!" Bakura gasped.
"Sorry, LOVE." Ryou smirked broadly, "It's three against one."
***
KT: Who saw that coming?
Bakura: O.O I didn't. Damn....
KT: Read and Reveiw Guys, Girls, Straights, and Curved!!! ^_^
BakuraXMarikXMalikXRyou. R for yaoi citrus content and language. So, kiddies, unless you can handle it, don't burn your eyes.
Summary: So, it's Friday night, and the Ishtars are at the Bakura's playing their weekly game of Scrabble.
Disclaimer: Do you see Bakura without a shirt all the time? Do you see lots of frisking? No. I didn't think so. CUZ I DON'T OWN YU-GI-OH!!!! I also do not own the game scrabble, this computer, or this house. ^_^
*** = beginning/ending
~~~= scene change
//...//=Mind link (Ryou and Bakura)
\\...\\= Mind link (Malik and Marik)
Marik= Malik's Yami
Bakura= Ryou's Yami
Okay. I think I got everything. Enjoy the fic!
***
Chapter 1~ Three against One
"They're late, Abiou." Bakura snarled, looking out the window.
Ryou's smile didn't fade as he got out the game, and set it up, "They always are, Yami. Relax, please." he sighed, and picked up his book for the table. He sat down on his couch, waiting.
Bakura frowned, and watched out the window some more.
It was Friday night, and instead of going to the night clubs, bars, and causing mayhem, (which they do... on Saturday), Ryou, Bakura, Malik, and Marik all sit down in Ryou's kitchen with music and food to play scrabble. After finishing his basic english class, Malik had decided to help Marik out, and Ryou thought it would be good to do the same thing. So, an easy way to do it, was play the wooden board game. It was only their second week playing, and last time was a bit more interesting than Ryou hoped for.
Ryou put down his book, "I can't concentrate on it." he stated, not talking to anyone in particular.
The tomb robber huffed, and squinted, noticing two boys walking down the sidewalk, "Here they come." he rushed to the door, shoved sneakers onto his feet, and ran down the sidewalk to greet them. Ryou closely behind.
Marik blinked as Bakura lept into his arm, wrapping his legs around his waist, "Hey! Bakura!" he pried him off.
Ryou huggled Malik, "Hello."
Malik huggled back, "Hey! Must you guys meet us down the street EVERYtime?" he kissed Ryou's cheek.
The boy blushed, and shrugged, "Well...it's a bad habit. We're both very impaitent people."
"And you two were late, again." Bakura stated, resting his arm on Marik's shoulder.
Marik smirked, "Sorry Baku." he kissed the spirit.
Bakura gladly kissed back, "Mmm apology accepted."
Malik pouted, "I wanna kiss too!" he stomped his foot.
The albino spirit smirked, "C'here." he picked Malik up, and hip held him, letting Malik wrap his legs around his waist. He kissed him lightly, and rubbed noses, "Better?"
Malik giggled, "Yay!"
Ryou giggled too, and squeaked when Marik picked him up, pressing foreheads, "Let's go to your place, k?"
Bakura was already half way there. Malik urging him to go faster.
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"I wanna sit next to Ryou!" Malik pouted.
"I wanna sit next to Ryou!" Bakura whined back.
Marik scowled, "No. I want to sit next to him!"
Ryou blushed, and took his seat at the table, "Guys. Who sat next to me last time?"
"I DID!" all three of them shouted at once.
Ryou sighed, "Nooo Bakura and Malik sat next to me." he remembered.
Marik took his seat on the left of Ryou, "So, it's MY turn!"
"But, there's a seat on the other side!" Bakura immediantly sat down.
Malik looked like he was about to cry. His lip trembled, "....b-bu- but..."
Ryou frowned, "Aww Maliky." he used his petname for the Egyptian, "You can sit ACROSS from me this time. That way when you look up, you'll always see me!"
Malik beamed, and immediantly sat down, "Ha ha!" he stuck his tongue out at the yamis.
"Put that tongue where it belongs, Hikari." Marik made a face.
Bakura smirked, "Yea. Right down my throat." he leaned over, kissing the Egyptian boy.
Ryou giggled as Malik's eye bugged out, replying to the kiss nonetheless. Ryou looked at the scrabble board, and noticed the post-it on the corner saying 'Baku first'. Smiling, Ryou tapped Bakura's shoulder, "Yami? You're first."
Bakura broke the kiss to look at his tiles, "Okay!" he started to place the tiles on the board, "Blow." he cracked up with the Ishtars.
However, Ryou missed the joke, and shrugged, "Okay then...umm we're going clockwise, so Malik's next."
Malik was still laughing, "Check this out!" he placed three tiles next to Bakura's word, "Blow...job."
Ryou blushed, and chuckled politely while the yamis almost fell off their seats, "Ummm good one." he turned to Marik.
Marik continued chuckling, "Aww damn you guys! I got practically nothing." he put the letter 'r' under one of the 'o's.
Ryou finished tallying everyone's score before looking at his tiles. He blushed, "Did you three do something to the tiles?" he noticed he only had one word he would spell.
"What's wrong, Tenshi?" Malik cooed, "Can't top us?"
Blushing redder than before, Ryou put two tiles under Marik's, "....orgy." he whispered.
Malik went red in the face. Marik laughed insanely, and Bakura clutched his stomach, trying not to pass out.
They finally calmed down and starting putting practical words on the board.
"Oops." Marik dropped a tile.
"Good one, Mar." Bakura could never keep his two cents to himself.
Marik climbed under the table to see Malik looking very uncomfortable down below. He smirked seeing Bakura's hand trying to ease over to Ryou's theigh. 'Hmmm this is fun.' he gently weaved himself in and out of everyone's legs to Malik. Resting both of his hands on his knees, he leaned in, and licked the buldge through Malik's leather pants.
Malik gave a yelp, and blinked, "Ahhh." he blushed as he saw the others staring, "Sorry... Umm yea." he glared down, \\MARIK!\\
Marik grinned, \\Yeeeeees?\\ he undid the zipper of the pants with his teeth.
\\WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!\\ he kicked Marik away, and zipped his pants back up.
Marik pouted, \\I just want some lovin. Besides, you look like you're in a bit of trouble.\\
Malik squeeked as Marik undid his pants again. He just wasn't going to win, \\Fine, but please be quiet.\\
Bakura kicked Marik under the table, "Oi! Mariku. It's your turn."
Marik smirked, and kissed the buldge before sitting back up, the dropped tile in his hand, "Okay!" he smirked, and places down four tiles, "Blush."
Malik glared, "How appropriate." his yami just smiled sweetly.
Ryou smiled as took his turn, //Yami... get your hand off my leg.//
Bakura smirked as he took his turn, //Why?//
//Because... you know why!//
He chuckled, //Oh yes I do.// he crept farther up Ryou's theigh.
Marik had disappeared under the table again, \\Mmm Hikari.\\ he licked the already uncovered erection.
Malik's eyes shut as he buried his hands in Marik's blonde hair, ignoring the fact it was his turn, "Yami!" he moaned.
Bakura smirked, "Fun time." he went under the table too, and liked what he saw.
Marik was also playing with himself as he played with his light teasingly, kissing the tip of Malik's erection, and twirling his tongue.
The tomb raider gave an acid smile, and went behind Marik's nipping, and sucking his neck, replacing his hands with Marik's, and began to pump the Egyptian spirit.
Marik gasped, and took his mouth off of Malik for a second, "Bakura!" he moaned, tilting his head for better access.
Malik fingers dug deeper, and urged Marik to keep going, "Yami!"
And there was little Ryou. Sitting and listening to all of the noises coming from under the table. He bit his lip, and crossed his legs to hide his arousal. He shuddered at the memory of what happened last time, "Ummm.... guys?" he squeeked.
The noise stopped, and even Malik opened his eyes.
Ryou blushed crimson, "Ummm it's Malik's turn." he looked up at the flushed boy through his bangs.
Malik placed two tiles on the board, and squeeked as Marik took him in his mouth and began to suck agan.
Bakura grinned, and tugged on the bottom of Ryou's pants, //We miss you down here.//
Ryou gasped, //I most CERTAINLY will NOT frisk under my kitchen table!//
//Fine.// Bakura sighed, "Ishtars! Ryou says he won't play with us under the table."
Marik stopped, "Awww." he got out from under the table, and straddled Ryou, "What's wrong with under the table, Baby?" he kissed Ryou softly, "You want to do it on the counter instead?"
Ryou blushed, and whispered, "I'd rather not do it at all."
Marik frowned, "Why not?" he pouted.
"Because, for once, I'd like to have my friends play a game with me, and, for once, not end up snogging." he answered in a stern tone.
Bakura's ears perked up, and he tapped Marik's back, telling him to get off of him, "Ryou..." he picked the boy up, and set him back down in his lap, "If we PROMISE to play with you when we're done, will you join us?"
Ryou shook his head, "No."
"You're acting like a child."
Ryou huffed, "So? I can be a child if I want. I AM only a teenager."
"Hikari..." Bakura looked at him with his shocking brown eyes, "Please? For us?"
He shook his head, "No."
The elder one sighed, and looked at the Ishtars, "Well, I guess we're going to have to do it the hard way." he kissed Ryou, and distracted him, letting Marik come up from behind, and tie him up with the dishtowel.
Malik, who was very unhappy that he hadn't climaxed, helped set Ryou under the table, "You naughty little boy." he smirked, "You're making us all wait."
Ryou laid on the floor, his eyes wide in terror, "BAKURA! LET MY ARMS GO!!!" he began to kick anyone who went near him.
Marik sat on him, leaning in so he could whisper in his ear, "Not until we play OUR game." he kissed Ryou's ear, and let Bakura sit on Ryou before getting off. He had something to finish.
Bakura frowned, and touched Ryou's cheek lovingly, "Sorry, Love." he smiled, "It's three against one." he kissed Ryou again, "So, you can join us, or we'll have to be very unpleasent."
"THIS IS RAPE!" Ryou shouted.
Malik giggled, "No it's not. No one is taking you." he went back over to Marik, laying down on the cool kitchen floor. He immediantly moaned when Marik continued to play with his erection.
Ryou sulked, "...bloody hell." he whispered.
"Oh it is a rather bloody place indeed." Bakura heard him perfectly.
The boy was on the verge of tears, "Yami, why are you doing this to me? I can understand last time, but, Koi..." he whimpered, "where did my koi go?"
Bakura softened. The only noise you could hear were Malik's screams of climax. The spirit looked down at Ryou, "How upset do you feel?"
"Like a bomb just blew my heart up, and Lucifer himself banished me for eternity." was his reply.
Marik blinked, "Ouch." he helped his hikari wake up.
Bakura quickly undid Ryou's ties, and helped him out from under the table, "Ryou..." he kissed the boy's forehead, "C'mon. Let's play." he turned his back to return to his seat.
Ryou smirked at the Ishtar boys, and nodded, "Now." he jumped onto Bakura's back, and grabbed his arms.
Marik and Malik went to work, yanking off Bakura's shirt, and tying his wrists.
"RYOU!?!" Bakura gasped.
"Sorry, LOVE." Ryou smirked broadly, "It's three against one."
***
KT: Who saw that coming?
Bakura: O.O I didn't. Damn....
KT: Read and Reveiw Guys, Girls, Straights, and Curved!!! ^_^